A new version of an old song. Fun!
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A new version, lots more instruments which was what I wanted in the first place but changed my mind when I first recorded. So here it is again.
Took the path that I thought was right
Burnt my village to the ground
And I wanted to find you
but you're already found
Didn't think I would fight this fight
With you on the other side
And I thought of the times
When you were already mine
You and I worshipped the wrong gods
And they laughed as they drank and they stole our thoughts
Now the clock it chimes for eight
There you are all covered in red
On this sunday
Birds are flying overhead today
(Did you say you'd stay?)
I watched them glide away
(I never knew you better)
Scattering feathers as my memories gathered
(Will you save me a seat when you're gone?)
It wasn't my shot that did you in
(Did you say you'd stay?)
But it might as well have been
(Did you go away?)
I made my heart out of stone
And now you're on your way home
You and I worshipped to the wrong gods
And they laughed as they drank and they stole our thoughts
Now the clock it chimes for eight
There you are all covered in red
On this sunday
You and I worshipped the wrong gods
And they laughed as they drank and they stole our thoughts
Now the clock it chimes for eight
There you are all covered in red
And I took you home on a Sunday
Yeah I took you home on a Sunday
I took you home
Take me home back again